[Journey to the West] The poor monk is a fake monk

The night wind is cool and the moon is like frost.

The water wheel beside the pool turns "squeaks", and the excess pool water falls "squeaks".

Chen Tangtang had a hazy dream, but when she woke up, she couldn't remember what she dreamed of.

dream?Maybe I ate something good?

Chen Tangtang raised her hand, and the wide sleeves slid down, revealing a snow-colored white wrist. Her jade fingers ran across her cheeks and pinched the bridge of her nose. She didn't let go until the pinched skin turned slightly red.

She called hoarsely: "Tuer——"

No one answered.

She rubbed her neck, held back her dumbness and called out again: "Teacher!"

Still no answer.

Alas, when she didn't need people, everyone came to her side; when she needed people, none of them disappeared.

Chen Tangtang groaned hoarsely, supported himself with his hands, and slowly raised himself up.

The silver-gray eyelashes trembled slightly under the moonlight. Chen Tangtang slowly opened his eyes, but what caught his eyes was the quiet pool under the moonlight. A round of bright moon was reflected in the pool, and she was looking through a window to these.

Chen Tangtang lowered her head, and by the moonlight, she saw a bamboo couch under her.

Poor monk, where is this?Why is there no one?

She looked dazed, ready to stay.

At this time, there was the sound of "dong dong" footsteps not far away, as if something was running over.

She looks towards the door.

The footsteps were getting closer.

A small snow-white foot stretched out under the moonlight at the door, the toes were cutely put together.

The person who came was hidden in the darkness, only one jade foot was exposed.

If she is really a man, I'm afraid she can't help but dream, right?

Amitabha, Amitabha.

There was a "poof" sound in the darkness.

The toes under the moonlight moved a few times.

"Are my feet nice? Why do you keep looking at them?"

Chen Tangtang said calmly: "Because the benefactor refused to show up."

"Oh, you're so annoying, do you stare at my feet when I don't show up?"

The little foot dangled in the moonlight, and then retracted with a "swish".

Chen Tangtang stared at the door, she heard a gasp, but no one came in at the door.

Chen Tangtang raised his voice: "Female benefactor?"

A sweet laugh came from the door.

"You have to promise me one thing before I come out."

Chen Tangtang lowered his eyes: "What is it?"

"Stop staring at me all the time."

"it is good."

"Then I can trust you."

Chen Tangtang laughed.

Feels like a cute little girl.

After a while, one hand was pressed into the moonlight, and the onion-like fingertips scratched the ground, and the fingertips began to turn red a little bit.

Someone in the darkness muttered with laughter: "I told you not to watch it, why are you still watching it?"

"Sorry, it was the poor monk who was rude."

Chen Tangtang looked away.

She heard a "squeak" on the floor, as if someone had crawled in slowly.

Chen Tangtang looked out of the window, letting the breeze sweep over the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, she asked softly, "Why did the benefactor crawl in?"

"Didn't you see it?"

Chen Tangtang propped his cheek with one hand, and said softly, "I heard it."

After a while, she heard a delicate voice behind her saying: "Liar, sure enough, sister Xing is right, mortal men are the best at deceiving people."

Chen Tangtang couldn't help laughing.

She really didn't expect that someone would deduce this answer from her one day.

"Are you still laughing? If you laugh again, I will ignore you."

The little girl's angry voice also made people feel weak.

Chen Tangtang whispered: "Okay, I won't laugh."

She thought for a while, and added: "I won't laugh at you anymore."

"Humph."

She asked patiently, "Then can I turn around?"

"what ever."

Chen Tangtang turned his head, and saw a teenage girl lying on the side of the long couch. She had double dolls tied on her head, and there was osmanthus in the two douchebags. Her whole body exuded a sweet and rich fragrance.

Her nose itched and she sneezed.

When she turned her face away again, the little girl stared at her as if she was about to cry, her eyes were red.

Chen Tangtang touched his nose awkwardly.

She didn't seem to bully the little girl, did she?

The little girl pursed her mouth, and tears welled up in her big eyes: "You hate me!"

Chen Tangtang shook his head: "Not really."

"Then you hate the fragrance on my body?"

"Not at all."

"Liar! Liar!" She covered her face and ran away crying. Chen Tangtang called her from behind, but she didn't listen.

Alas, I think she was a friend of women at the beginning, when she went to 99, she was just able to walk when she got down, who wouldn't like her?Unexpectedly, even today, she actually made a delicate little girl cry.

"Where is this place?" Chen Tangtang secretly hated himself for not seizing the opportunity, so he asked carefully.

She got off the bamboo couch and walked out looking for the sweet fragrance. Just as she was about to step out of the threshold, her intuition suddenly stabbed her sharply.

Chen Tangtang stopped subconsciously. At this moment, a gust of wind swept by. No, it was not the wind, but a figure passing by quickly. If she hadn't stopped suddenly, she might have bumped into it and caused an accident... No, according to Based on her experience on the road, it might become a story.

The person passing by quickly realized something, stopped suddenly, and he stepped back a few steps to the shadow not far from her.

"You are... a guest." He seemed to have made up his mind, and nodded to himself.

"Where did Gui'er go? Could it be that he has gone somewhere to be lazy again?" He shook his head helplessly, "This little girl, hurry up tomorrow and ask Elder Sister Xing to talk about her well."

"If you're talking about a girl who wears osmanthus on her head..." Chen Tangtang said hesitantly: "The poor monk has seen her, she seems to have misunderstood the poor monk, and ran out crying."

"Crying?" The man froze for a moment, with a bit of helplessness in his voice: "Could you mean that you don't like her?"

"No." Chen Tangtang's tone was affirmative.

"Eh? Then how come..."

Chen Tangtang said: "The poor monk just sneezed from the strong fragrance of her body."

This is more than saying that you don't like it. It's simply a gesture of resistance, right?

The man standing in the darkness was speechless for a while, then slowly said: "You don't need to explain it so clearly."

"The poor monk is afraid of causing misunderstanding."

"Don't worry, Gui'er is not a stingy girl, she just expects too much from you, I didn't expect you to give the little girl no face at all."

Chen Tangtang touched his nose awkwardly, then sneezed again.

"Could it be that you are also allergic to the breath on my body?"

"No... Ah Choo!"

The man in the dark said in a deep voice: "It's really my crime to let the guests do this."

"No, it's not..." Before Chen Tangtang finished speaking, she seemed to be poisoned, sneezing one after another, and finally stopped after more than a dozen sneezes.

Chen Tangtang covered his nose, the corners of his eyes were still wet, and he searched for something to wipe off.

A bony hand protruded from the darkness.

When Chen Tangtang saw it, he was taken aback by the palm protruding in front of him. It looked like a bone hand.

She quickly put her hands into her sleeves, grabbed the domino left by the bone spirit, and calmed down.

When she calmed down, she looked carefully again, only to find that it was not a bone hand, but his skin was too cold and white, it had a bony texture under the moonlight, and his palm was so thin that it was almost a bone. Zhang Shuang's skin covered the bones of the hand, the knuckles were distinct, without any flesh.

"Huh?" The man in the dark questioned.

Only then did Chen Tangtang see that he was still holding a white veil in his hand, like holding a beam of moonlight.

She paused before slowly saying, "Thank you."

She took the square handkerchief and covered her nose.

The faint scent of rime on the veil penetrated directly into her nose, and she couldn't help sneezing again.

The person in the dark said anxiously: "I forgot...Damn it!"

That hand stretched out again, as if it wanted to snatch back the handkerchief in Chen Tangtang's hand.

"Wait, poor monk..."

Before Chen Tangtang finished speaking, the man grabbed the handkerchief, and then stuffed the end plate in the other hand into Chen Tangtang's hand.

"Hey?"

Chen Tangtang looked down and saw a bowl of steaming porridge on the serving plate.

"Eat while it's hot." After the man finished speaking, he hid in the darkness again.

Staring at the fragrant porridge, Chen Tangtang's first reaction was——couldn't it be poisonous?

She waited for a while, but her intuition did not alert her, and it seemed that it was not poisonous.

Chen Tangtang whispered: "Thank you."

"Ah."

She was carrying the pan and was about to enter the house, but just as she stepped into the house, she suddenly heard a "plop" sound from behind, as if someone had fallen into the water.

Chen Tangtang immediately turned around: "The benefactor? The benefactor!"

She called a few times, but no one answered in the darkness.

broken.

She threw down the end plate and hurried to the railing. Below the railing was a dark pool of water, but the water in the center away from the corridor of the house was full of clear light.

"The benefactor! The benefactor!" She called several times in a hurry, but still no one answered.

Don't just faint in the water all of a sudden.

Amitabha, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

Chen Tangtang muttered, rolled up his sleeves, and stepped over the railing.

Holding the railing with one hand, she leaned over to look at the water.

The ripples on the pool water gradually subsided, as if nothing had ever come.

Chen Tangtang thought that he had water-repelling beads and could move freely in the water, so he went to the water to look for them.

She took a deep breath, let go of her hand, and jumped into the water suddenly.

Suddenly a pair of arms hugged her waist fiercely, and as she jumped, the weight of her entire body was pressed on those slender arms.

Chen Tangtang only felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and the two arms became tighter.

It's like being entangled with branches and hanging on a tree!

"Well--"

golden light!golden light!

Chen Tangtang immediately lifted the golden light, and the pain in his lower abdomen gradually subsided.

Who is this, to kill the poor monk?

Before Chen Tangtang could ask, the people behind asked eagerly: "Guest, is there something I didn't treat well? Why did you want to jump into the pool?"

this voice...

Chen Tangtang grasped the hand wrapped around his waist, and the scorching fingertips ran along his wrist to the fingertips.

"Don't...guest, don't do this..." He refused, but refused to let go of the arms around her.

In the end, he could only sigh deeply, and muttered: "Guest, you are too capricious."

"It's you? You didn't fall?" Chen Tangtang finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That's really great."

However, the people behind her were stunned.

"What? The guest means..." His tone was calm, but with a hint of entanglement, "You think I fell into the pool, and that's why you want to jump in and save me?"

"Amitabha, as long as the donor is fine, can you loosen your arms?"

"Oh, sorry."

He pulled her up and over the railing.

Chen Tangtang leaned on the railing, touched his stomach, and said with a wry smile, "It turned out to be a false alarm."

His strength was so great that he nearly broke her in the middle.

"No..." The man in the darkness hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I jumped in, but I came up soon."

Chen Tangtang vaguely felt that the man on the opposite side walked twice in place.

He continued: "I just want to wash off the smell on my body so that the guests can be more comfortable."

"Hey?"

Is that so?Then what is this person thinking, just because he satisfied the guests, he jumped into the pool to wash himself?

This is so home away from home!

"Surprised the guests." The man said embarrassingly.

Chen Tangtang didn't speak, she touched her arm and felt that her goose bumps were about to come out.

Weird houses, weird people, weird things... It doesn't look like a place where ordinary people live, and I don't know which monster it is.

"guest?"

"Oh, it's okay to be a poor monk."

Chen Tangtang tentatively asked: "Why does the benefactor keep standing in the dark?"

The man was surprised and asked, "Does the guest want to see me?"

"If you don't speak to the benefactor, the poor monk will feel a little uncomfortable."

"Okay, guest."

When Chen Tangtang heard footsteps, the man walked unhurriedly towards the place where the moonlight could shine.

She grasped her arms tightly and stared at the bright moonlight.

No matter how ugly he is, he must not show a look of horror and disgust, and stabilize these monsters first.

Under the moonlight, a white and clean naked sole appeared, followed by a blue hem, a silver belt, and black hair. Finally, half of his face was exposed.

It was a clean and gentle face, with a few wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, but that by no means hindered his handsomeness, on the contrary, it gave him a more mature demeanor.

Standing under the moonlight, he bowed to Chen Tangtang: "I'm the eighteenth prince, I have seen a distinguished guest."

"The poor monk has seen the benefactor." Chen Tangtang also saluted.

"I don't know why the benefactor brought the poor monk here?"

He wondered: "Didn't the guest receive our invitation?"

Just as Chen Tangtang was about to say no, he suddenly thought of something.

"You're not talking about the invitation on the peach blossom note?"

Shiba Gong breathed a sigh of relief: "Just receive it."

"However, the poor monk did not agree to the appointment."

Shiba Gong: "This...could it be because I didn't entertain well enough to make the guests feel disappointed?"

He frowned, with an embarrassed and sad expression: "It's my fault."

Even the frowning of such a man with a mature charm is particularly heart-wrenching.

"However, no matter whether you stay or leave, you can't let you go hungry."

Well……

Chen Tangtang looked down, it turned out that she had subconsciously clutched her stomach since just now, but he misunderstood.

Shiba Gongdao: "The porridge was also overturned, in order to save me..."

He lowered his eyes, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were gently woven into flowers.

"I'm really sorry," he apologized in a low voice, "Although it's inappropriate to think like this, I'm really glad to have such a precious heart of protection from you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around hastily, hurriedly said "I'll make another bowl", and walked away.

Chen Tangtang rubbed her stomach, and Jin Guang's healing speed accelerated a bit, and now she could barely feel the pain even after removing Jin Guang.

I don't know if the bruises on my stomach will go away.

Seeing that there was no one around, Chen Tangtang pulled his collar, wanting to look down.

Fortunately, her chest is flat, and you can see the bottom when you lower your head... Tears are about to come down, why is her chest so flat?She saw that the statues of Arhats in the temple were more ups and downs than hers.

Just as Chen Tangtang was about to see his lower abdomen, he suddenly heard the sound of gasping for air.

She immediately put her hands behind her back and raised her head.

The poor monk did nothing!

Standing in front of her was a man with a frosty appearance and a serious face. His unsmiling face made him look decades older.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen this benefactor."

The man said like a lecture: "What are you doing?"

Look at the chest... pee pee pee, look at the wound!

Chen Tangtang's mouth trembled, and he almost said something he shouldn't have said.

Seeing that she didn't answer, he took two steps forward and asked, "Are you the new guest?"

"Being a guest should also act like being a guest. I will not entertain you!"

After finishing speaking, he swept his sleeves and turned to leave with a disappointed face.

Before Chen Tangtang could react, he heard a loud "click".

"hateful!"

Chen Tangtang took a step forward, and when he saw his appearance clearly, he almost didn't laugh out loud.

It turned out that when the man left, he somehow stepped on the bamboo floor of the pool corridor, and he himself just got stuck in the hole he stepped on, like a weasel who came to steal chickens, full of food, But on the way out, he got stuck on the fence.

Tsk tsk, the poor monk is indeed a woman blessed by heaven.

Hmph, who told you to be cruel to the poor monk, the poor monk is also super fierce.

The author has something to say: Chen Tangtang: The poor monk never holds grudges, and if he has a grudge, he immediately avenges it for me!Be careful, I'm super fierce~╭(╯^╰)╮